Chapter 1613 Giving the sword and meeting the spear
It was a beauty that cannot be described in words. When the sword and the long sword in her hand changed from static to dynamic, even though they just turned the sword carelessly, The body is enough to eclipse everything else.
This is not an exaggeration, but when Mo Tan is not hostile or wary, this scene really makes him feel like he is seeing Ji Xiaoge for the first time. Its [Look at the Charming City] directly breaks through the defense and causes a strong impact that makes the mind lose its grip.
At this moment, Mo Tan, who could only see the figure under the moon, had almost a blank in his mind. His eyes were fixed on that person and the sword, as if nothing mattered anymore. I just want to know where that person will step next, and I want to see where that sword will swing next.
Everything else is unimportant——
None of it is important——
[How is that possible. 】
Mo Tan looked away, and then gently bit the tip of his tongue, allowing his thoughts to regain clarity after that indescribable moment, and when he once again looked at the dance dancing under the moon When the sword appeared, the attraction that had nothing to do with charm, hallucination or mental attack, but was overbearing and almost brutal, immediately swept over him again, trying to break Mo Tan's mind like a natural phenomenon.
But Mo Tan was, after all, a person who had been baptized by Ji Xiaoge and had achieved semi-immunity. Coupled with his current personality and his strong willpower that was as tough as nerve ending necrosis, he could bear it forcefully. Having withstood the impact of this scene of sword dancing, although he was dazed for a moment, he still continued to move forward without looking away, and did not stop until he was about two meters in front of Jian Po.
About half a minute later, the woman's right hand that was lightly holding the sword slowly lowered her head. She turned her head and glanced at Mo Tan with her eyes that were not very fashionable and could not tell anything. He passed by and said softly: "I want you to understand the three sword intentions."
"Three types of sword intent?"
Mo Tan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously raised his chest, raised his head and retracted his abdomen, and nodded vigorously: "Okay!"
After a brief silence...
"But, you came out, my sword realm."
Jian Po continued to look into Mo Tan's eyes, and said slowly in her voice that was not very emotional: " And I’m used to it, I can’t go back, there’s nothing I can do about it.”
Mo Tan: "..."
Of course he understood the meaning of Jian Po's words just now. To put it simply, the other party just tried to use his'sword dance' to lead Mo Tan into something similar. In the state of [Entertainment] or [Enlightenment], and intends to teach the latter three swordsmanship after that, although not Knowing the specific sword intention, it will definitely benefit him a lot, and the result——
Mo Tan subconsciously regarded that state as a kind of 'natural charm' like Ji Xiaoge's appearance. , directly passed the SAN for myself, escaped from that sword realm, and developed resistance.
This is so ridiculous.
To give an inappropriate example, it is like you are an unknown person in the world of martial arts. Suddenly one day you slip and fall off the cliff. As a result, the old man with a white beard who looks unattractive suddenly jumps up to you. Tianling pressed it, trying to impart his lifelong skills to you, but you just tilted your head and avoided his hand, and said proudly, 'Hey, he didn't hit~'
To be honest, Mo Tan's intestines were about to turn green at this moment, but he finally adjusted his state. He just nodded regretfully and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't think so much just now."
(For the following dialogue, please assume that Sword Soul has a red delay of about 28000ms)
“It doesn’t matter, you will have a chance. "Fu."
Jian Po looked at Mo Tan calmly. Although his words were not sluggish, their fluency was indeed inferior to ordinary people: "Your sword is not good, but you have practiced well. Shan Po told me that the sword is not important to you now."
"No, I think the sword is very important."
Mo Tan shook his head slightly and said seriously: "I know what I should do now, and I also want to further awaken all of you. From this point of view, the sword is indeed not important, but the passable sword skill is what I am now The biggest, or even the only, support is that I need to develop in an all-round way, but I also need to have a direction that leads the way."
Jian Po looked at Mo Tan intently: "You chose the sword? "
"At least for me now, I think the sword is the most suitable choice."
Mo Tan chose to tell the truth, although he knew very well that if he deliberately appeared to be very fond of the sword. Being interested may resonate with the other party, but after all, he is not Mu Xuejian, and he does not have a soft spot for any weapon. In other words, at this moment, he may be sentimental in terms of stance and spiritual level, but In terms of weapon selection, rationality is used as the criterion.
"Sure enough, you are a strong person, but unfortunately, your strength does not lie in the way of the sword."
Jian Po nodded slightly, looking a little disappointed: "You will be very strong, and your sword will also be very strong, but you will be strong, not your sword."
Mo Tan touched it Tip of the nose: "Sorry for any offense."
"No, no offense."
Jian Po shook his head, his left index finger lightly passed across the blade of the sword, and murmured: " Lies are the only offense. You're fine. Get a sword."
Mo Tan still has this understanding, so he didn't act foolishly. ’ said the above sentence, but casually pulled out a gray broken sword from his feet.
"The moon is low in the sea, the clouds are low, and the river Xia enters the golden chariot. I know Tai'a sword from afar, and I can kill whales in the sun."
The corners of Jian Po's mouth seemed to be slightly raised, and he softly recited two lines of poetry familiarly, He nodded to Mo Tan and said: "Tai'a, the sword of majesty. Those who are not open-minded and righteous cannot see its beauty. It is very good and matches you."
["Send Qutu Sima Chong Anxi Secretary" ", a poem by Qian Zhongwen of the Tang Dynasty, so are they characters shaped by systematically referring to the world view outside the game, or...]
Mo Tan was running his thoughts quickly while politely talking to his sword. Po thanked him: "It's too much praise."
"It's not too much." Jian Po turned his attention to the sword in Mo Tan's hand... which was the broken sword just now, [Tai'a], and said softly: "You Let’s see for ourselves.”
Mo Tan then realized that the broken sword in his hand, which was only less than half a foot long, had been restored to its entirety at some point. Not only was there a deep, thick, and lingering lead flowing on it. The color sword intention is also engraved with the word "Tai'a" in seal script. Although the shape is not as flashy as the mainstream high-quality weapons in the innocent world, Mo Tan is holding this long sword in his hand at this moment. But he knew very well that this [Tai'a Sword] would probably be considered a [Legend] outside, and he was 100% unable to meet the equipment requirements.
“Although you can only use [Ruthlessness] outside, but you can echo [Tai’a], you should use [Tai’a]’s sword intention first.”
Sword Soul Looking directly into Mo Tan's eyes, she slowly took a step forward: "I will give you a sword."
After saying that, she raised the unclear 'sword' in her hand. , chopping down towards the black sandalwood in an unpretentious manner.
The next moment, before Mo Tan could even react, he found that there was a cut mark on his body that was deep enough to show bone, extending from his left shoulder to his right leg. At the same time, he clearly felt that his bones were broken and his meridians were severed. The pain was so painful that a large amount of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.
Poof!
The [Tai'a Sword] in his hand, which had lost its brilliance and sword intent, was inserted upside down on the ground again. Mo Tan suddenly opened his eyes and realized that he was not cut into pieces by the blow just now. In fact On the top, the sword in Jian Po's hand was not cut off at all. She just held it in the air and looked at this side calmly.
"Okay."
Seeing Mo Tan come back to his senses, Jian Po nodded to him: "If you feel it, just leave."
Even though there was no system beep, and even though what he just felt was not how to use the sword, but the feeling of being struck against his body, Mo Tan still gratefully bowed to the sword soul, then turned around and left.
Although he himself didn’t know what he was feeling, he believed in professionalism, so since Jian Po had made it clear that he ‘felt it’, he must have felt it.
If this is the case, then hurry up.
While thinking this, Mo Tan followed the path he came from and left the realm of Sword Soul, returning to the place where he first appeared.
Axe Soul has disappeared. He must have returned to his own territory after completing his research, and the time ratio here is no different from reality. As for the character of 'Mo', this will Er was stupidly staring at [Xiao] in front of him in the delta measurement area. This was the information Ji Xiaoge told him through a friend's message.
Mo Tan also briefly told Ji Xiaoge about the situation here. Although it was relatively general, he had no reservations. He was able to appease the girl who almost thought she had been possessed. After calculating the time, he went on without stopping. He walked along the second chain and headed towards the area where the 'Gun Soul' was located.
Soon, after the familiar feeling of emptiness disappeared, he found himself in front of a restaurant. Yes, it was the ancient restaurant outside the game, not the one in the Innocence Realm.
This place feels like Tokyo in the Song Dynasty to Mo Tan (Note: This refers to the 'Tokyo' in Kaifeng, Henan, not Tokyo in Japan today. At that time, Japan was still in the Heian period until the 17th century. The political center became Edo The Baifan Tower (a place renamed Tokyo after the Meiji Restoration in the 19th century) is very similar to what Meng Yuanlao wrote in "Tokyo Menghualu": "three stories high, five stories facing each other, each with its own height" The bridge railings and sills are connected with light and dark, bead curtains are embroidered on the forehead, and lights and candles are shining.
In short, this is a brightly lit restaurant built next to a brightly lit long street. Although it is dark and there are no people around, it is still filled with a lively atmosphere. If you listen carefully, If you listen, you can even hear the vague noises and cries.
Different from other places that are similar in style but look weird because there are no human figures, Mo Tan feels that the surrounding atmosphere is very life-like. If he had to compare it with horror movies, the latter would probably be that A kind of emptiness where everyone died overnight and disappeared from the world, but here is the kind of emptiness where a high-ranking official in the next street was caught secretly drinking wine and his wife caught him doing it, and everyone ran there to watch a real person fight.
Mo Tan smiled, and then stepped into the restaurant in front of him. He could guess that this was the core of this 'field', and the gun spirit should most likely be inside.
Sure enough, as soon as he entered the lobby, Mo Tan saw a man sitting at the big table in the center. The man looked to be in his early thirties and was eight feet long (in the past, the Han ruler was about 100 feet long). Eighty-four centimeters), with a majestic appearance, wearing a blue brocade robe, holding a spear about two meters long, made of an unknown material, in his arms. There are blue scales on his cheeks, forehead, and back of his hands. He is clearly a man with the appearance of Motan. Half-dragons of the same race.
“I’ve been waiting for you for a long time, boy.”
Although he was handsome, his expression was full of cynicism. He smiled and took a few grains of something that looked very much like peanuts. Throwing it into his mouth, he chewed it while raising his eyebrows and said: "Shan Po has already told the story with the gadget he left here before. Tell me, my Suxue... you are using it now, right?"
Mo Tan nodded. After all, in the words of Shan Po and others, Mo Tan converted it through [Xiao]. The weapons are all genuine, but their power has been sealed to a greater extent. From this point of view, he is indeed using the [Snow Gun] correctly.
"Fuck--"
Unexpectedly, the gun soul in front of him cursed directly, and then kicked over the table full of food and wine in front of him, and casually held a few beautiful gun flowers behind him. He rushed straight towards Mo Tan and shouted angrily with red eyes: "You are worthy enough!?"
[! ! ! 】
Although Shan Po had greeted him before and was not frightened by Qian Po's posture, Mo Tan was really startled, and then he backhand pulled out Gu Pu who didn't know when he had appeared in front of him. The wooden gun was placed in front of him, and he barely managed to block the opponent's blow, which he swung directly towards his heavenly spirit.
“How dare you fight back!?”
Gun Po narrowed his eyes, shouted angrily, and then released his weapon. When Mo Tan lost his center of gravity due to excessive force, he whipped out a whip and swept him to the ground. Then he raised his right hand without looking back, firmly caught the spear held by Mo Tan in mid-air and plunged it down directly, saying in a loud voice: "You can't shrink your waist and bones, and you can't move your arms if you have a narrow body." Is it also suitable for me to use my gun!?"
Seeing that he was about to be nailed to the ground, Mo Tan immediately activated the [Crane Moon] skill in a lying position, and immediately raised his body and fired at the gun. The blade had just cut off a strand of his own hair, and he avoided the fatal blow before it passed directly through his head.
However——
“You are holding a gun in your hand and playing swordsmanship with me while you are inside and outside the circle with guns?”
Gun Po sneered twice, He fired out a shot with wide open and wide strokes, hitting Mo Tan's body from the side, which had not yet come out of the [Crescent Moon] state, blasting him away from a distance of nearly three meters, knocking down a large number of tables and chairs.
"Get up and fight again."
Chapter 1604: End
(End of this chapter)